The family dog was hit by a car, died as a result and I’m heartbroken. I can’t stop thinking about his last moments and how we weren’t there for him.
I’m mad at everything with anything to do with it, the driver, whoever let him outside when it’s fucking NYE so obviously the fireworks will scare him and didn’t bring him back in
I can think of no starker demonstration of commercialisation destroying culture than the fact that Rickrolling doesn’t work anymore because YouTube plays an unskippable two-minute ad first.